Fading Light of Hope

"Despite what everyone says, the world is incredibly lovely" was a concept that I constantly entertained. I frequently entertained this idea. However, there are moments when the world can be especially cruel. This is something that should be observed.

This was the mindset that I carried with me after I was kicked, and I anticipated nothing but death at the hands of the very individuals who had surrounded me in the past. And I was right. A question that I couldn't help but ask myself was, "Why does this only happen to people like me, those who are infected with the curse?" I couldn't help but stop myself from asking myself this question.

I was seized with a mixture of frustration and rage as my mind raced with ideas of unfairness. I felt frustrated by the situation. Anyone who is plagued with this curse should not be punished or sentenced to death; rather, they should be cured. It is not suitable to do either of those things. We have been transformed into weird beings, which are essentially shadows of what we were in the past. What does it mean that we are deserving of hatred simply because we have been transformed into ourselves? It is possible that this suggests that we ought to be exterminated like vermin, dumped as if we no longer had the right to exist. Is this a possibility?

While I was making my way through a dense and seemingly impenetrable forest, I noticed that I was stumbling through it, with each step being weak and shaky. My voice was cracked and raw, but tears were streaming down my face as I cried out into the forest, which was utterly silent. I was unable to contain my emotions. Even worse, I did not care where I was going because I had no idea where I was going. On the other hand, I had no intention of doing anything other than moving, and the only thing that was driving my body was the urge to run away.

"Mom... Dad... Gia... Susu..." My words were so garbled that they were almost impossible to understand when I shouted out in desperation from the depths of my heart. "I am very worried... I am completely and utterly exhausted... Please put an end to this; I want to die and put an end to this already. I implore you... I need your aid... please... Oh my God, please put an end to this now. I allowed the words to flow out of my mouth, over and over again! a begging for forgiveness that was answered with indifference in the midst of the overwhelming nothingness that was the circumstance. "No one responded to me; even the gods wanted to get rid of me."

The feeling of solitude became even more unpleasant as a result of the brief moment of silence that followed, but it did nothing but perpetuate the cycle. During the time that I was uttering my cries once more, this time with a higher volume, the sound of my misery rebounded through the trees. During the time that I was wandering around aimlessly, I had no purpose, no objective, and no hope about my future.

All of this took place in such a short amount of time. It was impossible for me to comprehend all that had happened, including the betrayal and the curse, at that point in time. "Is this my fate?" With each passing minute, this was an idea that kept coming to me, and I couldn't stop pondering about it. Also, I couldn't stop thinking about it. "Do I have to accept this?"

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There is no longer any relevance to time. I limped forward as I made my way into the woods, where I had no food, no drink, and no sense of time or location. I was completely lost throughout the entire journey. There were streaks of dirt and grime marking every inch of my skin everywhere, and my clothes were torn. My body was covered with blood, and there were bloodstains over my clothes. There were some scars that were fresh, while others were old, and they were evidence of the mayhem that I had been through before their appearance. Despite the fact that my vision was becoming more and more murky, I persisted in moving forward with my journey.

Through the act of ripping at my hair, it seemed as though the individuals were attempting to rip away the very last remnant of my humanity. On the other hand, I did not stop. In spite of the fact that I had no idea where I was going, my feet led me deeper into the thickest portion of the forest, driving me further away from the life that I had been accustomed to in the past. Could you tell me how long I had been walking for? I will not be able to respond. For how much longer am I going to be able to tolerate this? The fact was unknown to me. My motivation came from something that was buried deep within me; it was a drive to escape and a desire to live. I continued to go forward via this process.

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After what seemed like an eternity had passed, I was at last fortunate enough to be able to hear it. The sound of water running, which is barely audible but carries a tremendous deal of significance despite its apparent simplicity. Due to the fact that my voice was so weak and small, it was difficult for it to release from my mouth. "Wa-ter... fi... na-ly..."

I had been wandering around in the vast desert by myself for a considerable amount of time, but I couldn't possibly recall how long it had been. The never-ending trees, the dark shadows, and the silence that was only broken by the distant call of birds or the rustle of leaves had all become a part of my reality. I had become accustomed to all of these things. During the time that I was in this isolated region, I followed the sound of the river, which was the only clue that there was evidence of life. In spite of the fact that my legs were trembling and my body was on the verge of collapse, I continued to move around.

At long last, I had arrived at a small meadow that was hidden from view and was encircled by trees that were so dense that they gave the impression of forming a wall around it. On this occasion, the sound of the water was more audible, and the air was free of any contaminants. After my legs gave way beneath me, I was unable to continue standing, and I ended up falling to the ground. Having said that, I had the opportunity to experience something other than hopelessness for the very first time in what seemed like an eternity. There is a glimmer of hope, which is comparable to a sliver of light in the background of the night sky.

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